Moo?

Sorry for the abrupt silence. I went directly from working at the stables to leaving for a couple of days in Donegal with my family, in a caravan surrounded by roaming cows. In case anyone's worried, we didn't intentionally look for a place to park where we could disrupt the local cattle.


It was Mammy's birthday on Wednesday, so naturally three different birthday cakes were eaten over the course of the stay... don't look at me like that, I don't get a beach holiday this year; working on a bikini body really isn't a worry this time around. :P

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I've spent the past few days thinking, at odd moments, something along the lines of, "Gerard's left to spend three weeks in Bilbao - at some point he'll be creating/updating a cleverly-titled blog all about his experiences.

Yep.

Aaaaaany day now.

..."

Aaaaaand now I find out he's doing it as a private blog and forgot to send me an invitation to view it. The wee shite.

On the plus side, I am a Leet Hacker(tm) so I'm officially In. Mwahahah. And the most recent post made me genuinely laugh out loud in the full-on maniacal "I'm trying so hard to repress my giggles, but the pixies just!Keep!Whispering! to me" kind of way that makes me really glad to be alone in the house right now.